#enid x male reader

[ornii]

Hey, don't know if it didn't delivered and/or you have done this before but.. Can we get some Hc's were (male)reader who's a werewolf like Enid and they both go into heat...?

I wasn’t able to work on the other one but I did get it! Been trying other content but I’ll finally get a chance to work on this one. Smut Warning.

Désir brûlant

Enid Sinclair X Male Reader, Smut ahead! Beware!

Being w Werewolf has It’s ups and downs, having Super strength, animal like instincts, the ability to transform into a massive hulking wolf man. Plus finding a mate was easy, they tend to pair off for life. But, there was one major drawback to this seemingly nice life.

Heat, very bad heat.

Heat cycles exist in Animals, and since werewolves are half human, half animal, it only stands that you’d have them as well. And that you did, this overbearing lust and emotional outbursts you’d have all due to the mixture of heritage. This year was no different so straying from girls was a must to avoid coming off as a creep, unfortunately there was one girl who was drawn to all things Creepy. Wednesday Addams.

Sitting in the back corner of the cafe, your pencil traced along the notepad for your Lycanthropy Homework, it’s usually child’s play for you, but something kept shoving its way into the focus of your mind. The notes began to fade and your mind wandered to the sense of touch, holding, touching, which quickly delves into intense, wild, bed breaking sex with, her.. you close your eyes and let instinct take over, it was all darkness. Until puffy blonde hair appears, beautiful emerald green eyes like a lush plane of emeralds, her face was unmistakable, it was Enid.

“(Y/n).” Your eyes shoot open to the sound of speien calling your name, you look up and a dark shroud darkens you. It was none other than Wednesday herself.

“Wednesday, I smelled black roses but, Nevermind. What’s up sunshine?” You Mutter. You met Wedensday by Proxy of Enid when she first darkened the Nevermore gates.

“I need your help with an.. issue.” She says, and sinks into the seat across from you. You casually place your pencil down.

“Look, depending on the size of the body, I can’t digest that much, it’s really bad for you.” You casually explain, Wedensday’s face was obviously a mix of conduit, but she cuts you off.

“That’s not why I’m here— let’s put a pin in that for later. This doesn’t require murder, yet.” She said, you lean back, gently covering your nose. Wednesday scowls a bit.

“Why are you covering you nose? Are you trying to imply something?” She said with her casual accusing tone.

“No, it’s just your… pheromones.” You can’t even look her in the eye, “I don’t want to end up drooling in front of you.” You admit.

“Humorous.” She replies deadpanned, “But this isn’t the first time, it concerns Enid.” She looks a bit, uncomfortable. Pushing your instincts down you wipe your mouth and look at her.

“Is something wrong? Is she okay?” You ask.

“She’s, different… making odd noises in the late night, I suspected her to be “Wolfing out” but that doesn’t seem the case, her whining, noises, it’s droning on and she’s not being cooperative.” Wednesday explains, “As a fellow wolf I assume you might have some insight.”

“Oh, I See.. yeah that makes sense.” You say to yourself.

“What do you mean?” Wedensday said.

“Heat Season. She’s probably struggling the way I am.” You explain, Wedensday looks down, thinking. “I hadn’t considered that option.”

“You didn’t think mating season would be a thing? It is for all of us, that and teenage hormones all mixed together…” you drone on, but stop. “Might want to keep your face away from hers. Might wind up with lipstick on it.” You say in jest, Wedensday having the sense of humor as a dead sewer rat, stares at you.

“She would do such a thing?”

“No Jesus, Wedensday I’m fucking with you, you’re probably not her type anyway.” You stand up, stepping out of the booth.

“Only real way for her to go back to normal is for her to wait out her heat season. Or…” you say, which catches Wedensday by surprise.

“Or what?…”

“You, give her what she wants…” you awkwardly admits.

“You mean, give you what you want?” Wedensday fires back, you try to act as if you have no idea what she means, but the sudden shift in your body language told her exactly what you had in mind. Wednesday thinks and then also stood up.

“I’ll be spending most of the afternoon in the cemetery, go get it out of her system..” she demands, and leaves, something about the way she said it. You felt almost compelled to, following up on Wednesdays “Offer.” More like a demand really, you awkwardly made your way to their room. Gently knocking on the door, you awaited a response for a moment.

“Hey, Enid?” You ask, Wedensday wanted me to Uh, Check on you..” you utter, you hear her shuffling and moving and the door opening. Enid was still as beautiful as ever, just with a very, tired look. Her eyes lit up for a moment seeing you, and a few very inappropriate ideas flooded her brain, she smiled.

“(Y/n)! It’s, really good to see you, really good.” She really extended her pronouncing on that one. You took the hint and leaned in slightly.

“Well, is there… anything I can do to—“ You could barely make out the sentence before you felt her hand grip your tie and yank you into the room.

3RD Person.

Enid wasn’t always so forward with things but to get the itch she’s been dying to scratch for so long, she took the first opportunity that came. It didn’t take long for (Y/n) to realize Enid had her hands on the door, pinning him against it and her lips assaulting his, her trying to coop herself in her room for the cycle to run its course wasn’t going to work, and Him drooling over her wasn’t going to help that. His hands gripped what part of her they could, her waist around his palms that get hotter each second, she was, surprisingly, barely wearing anything besides underwear that she was dying to tear off. Switching positions, Enids body was pressed against the door, this time (Y/n) taking the more dominant role as his lips pursed and kissed her neck, hard. (Y/n) stripped himself down to match her, sweat beading off both.

Her desperate moans crept into his ear, panting and gasping. “Harder, bite me, harder~” she pleaded, he gently let his teeth sink slightly into her skin, her body shivers, her nails digging into (Y/n)’s back as her grunts of pleasure were like music to (Y/n)’s ears. His enhanced strength lets him effortlessly Lift the girl up and walk her to Her bed, lying her down he mounts his mate and both are ready for the main course. His sex aligns with hers and his eyes locked with hers, he waits for a moment, to gauge wether she wants to go this far, Enid nods, looking lovingly into his eyes. He obliges, and slowly pushes inside, the hot wave of pleasure runs though them both, but Enid more, the way her head cocked back and the way her voice shivers as she yells “Fuuuuuuck~” as he enters. Her legs wrap around his waist, not letting him out. Her chest presses against his, holding (Y/n) tightly. His palms grip the bedsheets as he thrusts away, sloshing in her soaking wet depths, her cries of pleasure ring though the room. It only took a few thrusts for Enids to feel an orgasm coming.

“I’m gonna, I’m gonna—“ she could barely let the worse escape her mouth before her body clenched around his, shaking in orgasm. (Y/n) pulled his throbbing shaft out and let his seed explode all over her stomach, both gasping for air they lie down together. (Y/n) wipes the sweat from his brow to recover, but he got no rest as he felt Enid this time Mount him, she didn’t hesitate to slide right down on his cock and ride away.

It was hours of passionate love, different positions, both being the dominant and submissive role in their relations. It was nearing midnight and Wednesday had given them ample time to get themselves together, she approached the door and opened it to the waft of sex hitting her nose, she, realizing the mistake she made walked to the window and opened it to air the room out, she completely ignored the exhausted duo lying on Enids bed.

“H-Hey, roomie…” Enid grumbles, tired.

“Good night Enid, (Y/n)?” She asks, he looks over to her.

“Yeah?” He asks, tired.

“Thank you for getting it out of her system.”

[erynaster]

Could I get Enid sinclair x reader that really enjoys thunderstorms? Just in a tree sitting on a branch or on the balcony in the rain smoking a cigarette enjoying the lightning and thunder. Fic form please

Sure!

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Stormy Nights

Summary: You and Enid share a moment of intimacy amidst a brewing thunderstorm.

Word Count: 942

Pairing(s): Enid Sinclair x Male!Reader

Warning(s): None

A/N: Took me a while to get back to this, mostly due to personal matters getting in the way...

CRASH!

BOOM!

A thunderclap echoes through the din, the sudden cacophony threatening to split the sky in half as low rumblings follow suit. You're sitting on an overhanging branch, your back resting comfortably on the trunk of the tree as you remain sheltered from the torrential downpour raging all around you.

The continuous pitter-patter of raindrops only adds to the cozy ambience that the thunderstorm provided. You've always been fond of thunderstorms, ever since you were little. The sudden outbursts of thunder and lightning never fazed you as a child, and at your current age the rain brought with it not disappointment, but pleasure at the fact that you could spend such a day indoors, wrapped up in a blanket, watching a movie or smoking a cigarette or two.

Or in this case, sitting in the shade of a tree, sheltered from the rain as the cool air wafts over you.

All in all, an ideal way to spend an evening.

You see a figure walking towards you in your peripheral vision. Turning in their direction, you can see that they're holding an umbrella, and wearing a pink raincoat.

You smile. It was her.

The figure nears, and you begin to make out her features in the rainy mist. Her colorful locks bounce with every step, and her face shines as she beams at you from underneath her hood.

She stops just beneath the shade of the tree, closing her umbrella as she dries herself off. Her gaze rests on you as she smiles.

"Hi."

You smile in return.

"Hello, Enid."

She approaches the base of the tree, looking up at you quizzically.

"Why are you out here? You weren't in your dorm and I got a little worried..."

You shrug. "I dunno, just felt like sitting out in the rain. It's really relaxing."

Enid stares at you with an odd expression on her face.

"May I... join you?" She offers, swaying side to side as a coy grin finds its way to her face.

"Of course." You shimmy over a bit to the left, making room for Enid to sit. "Come up over here."

Enid beams at you again, climbing up the the tree with surprising agility and litheness. Before you know it, she's right next to you, batting her eyes playfully at you.

"What? Why so surprised?" She asks.

You shake your head. "Nothing."

She sighs, her hand subtly finding yours as she takes it in her own. As your fingers interlock, a pale blush finds its way to your face, which you were pleased to note mirrored hers.

The two of you sit in silence for a moment, simply relishing each other's company. The rain doesn't let up, but the two of you remain dry underneath the thick foliage above you.

It's peaceful.

"Hey, Y/N?" Enid pipes up, looking at you anxiously. "Do you think... we could head back soon?"

"Hm?" You gaze at her in question. "But you just got here."

"I know, but..." She trails off, looking up at the sky with fearful trepidation.

You understood.

"Are you afraid of the thunder?" You ask, being as straightforward as possible.

"What? Psshhh. No, of course not." She waves you off, trying yet failing to mask her growing anxiety of the situation. "Why would I be—"

KRAKOOM!

Enid lets out a fearful yelp, grabbing onto your arm as she trembles uncontrollably. Her eyes are wide as dinner plates, darting all around you as the thunder fades off into low rumblings.

You smirk at her in spite of the situation.

"Well?" You inquire as she looks up at you, defeat etched all over her features.

"... Okay, fine. I'm a little scared. Don't tease me about it." She rolls her eyes at you.

"I won't. And it's nothing to be ashamed of." You wrap your arms around her, startling her for a moment as she stiffens up in surprise.

She relaxes slightly as you gently reach up with a free hand to stroke her hair, running your fingers through her accented locks with all the affection you could muster. She lets out a sigh of contentment, leaning into your touch as you continue playing with the strands of her colorful hair.

"Y/N?"

"Yeah?" You ask, stopping for a moment as you wait for her response.

It never comes.

Instead, Enid leans up, planting a gentle yet passionate kiss on your lips, holding the gesture for a moment before pulling away slowly. Her eyes are sparkling in the pale light, gazing into your own with pure adoration.

"I think I'll be fine now. Thank you."

You smile at her, gently nuzzling her cheek with your own as you cuddle each other underneath the shelter of the tree, two destined hearts who have found solace in one another. For now and for as far as time would take you.

As the rain begins to fade off into a gentle pitter-patter, you sigh dreamily as you rest your head on hers, taking in her scent as you close your eyes.

Thunderstorms were the best.

END

[devilsjacket]

How they react to you saving their life

includes: Wednesday Addams, Enid Sinclair, Bianca Barclay

Warnings: Mentions of injury

Male/gn reader

🕸️ Wednesday Addams

She’s going absolutely crazy

She already almost lost Thing and now you, no way she was not having it.

You took a bad hit for her and was bleeding out quite a bit which was worrying her but she was no stranger to wounds and having to deal with them (she learnt how to treat injuries just in case Pugsley got seriously hurt)

She pressed her jumper over the wound and watched as you winced, muttering a small “sorry” afterwards

Despite your situation you were still able to smile and look up at her, Wednesday knew what you were smirking at and just sniffed trying to hide how upset she was and focus on helping you.

When you were all better and got treated by the nurse she definitely scolded you for being “reckless” and almost “leaving her”

✨ Enid Sinclair

Enid is just as upset as Wednesday maybe worse

She’s fully sobbing over you, ignoring her own injuries just to attend to yours

Unlike Wednesday she’s not good with first aid but knows basic things due to tv shows and stuff

She tries her best to help but was too shaken up over the thought of you leaving her to even do the things she had to do properly

You cough a lot which makes her gently rub your cheek with one hand whilst the other applied pressure to the wound.

When you were all better she was gentle with you but couldn’t refrain from giving you lots of kisses and hugs.

Bianca Barclay 🐝

She’s immediately taking you to the nurse

Ain’t no stalling when it comes to Bianca, and no way in hell would she try to help you herself, she knew nothing about first aid

Even though you were way taller and heavier than her she managed to get you to the nurse by putting your arm around her shoulder and also with the help of a passer by

She never left your side whilst you were in the nurses office and visited after classes, you couldn’t get her away from you even if you tried

Once you awoke expect her to be by your side holding your hand or probably asleep in the chair by you

You felt bad for keeping her away from her friends and whatnot but she just told you to be quiet and that she wouldn’t leave your side even if you asked her to, not when you almost died saving her

She’ll definitely try and find a way to repay you as well

[captain-lessship]

You Are Enough. Always.

Request: Can I request a cute Enid Sinclair × male reader? Where the reader meets her parents at the parents day in nevermore and then comforts her after her mom treated her like sh1t. THANKSSS

Enid was picking at where some of her nail polish got on her skin. She always got nervous about Parents Weekend and this one was even more stressful and important because of you.

You and Enid had been dating a few weeks shy of a year and Enid decided she was ready for her parents to meet  you. Truth be told, you had heard a lot about Enid’s father but you had heard very little about her mother. You didn’t really think much of it until you saw her picking at the polish.

You raised up from her small army of stuffed animals, “Hey,” you said, “You okay?” 

“Yeah!” She said, in a slightly less bubbly tone than normal. “Just tired.”

You smiled softly as you put your arm around her shoulder, “I am excited to meet them.”

She smiled, but her eyes had something else in them: Worry. 

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You watched from above as parents slowly came into the Quad, smiles and arms reaching for their children. That’s when you saw Enid, standing in front of a woman and man. You rushed down the stairs and slowly walked towards them. Just when you were in earshot, you heard it.

“Haven’t you been waxing?” 

“3 Seconds.”

You walked up beside her, making her lightly jump. “Oh! Oh. Mom this-“

“You are looking a touch anemic! Are you eating enough red meat?” The woman, who you had come to the conclusion that she was the mother Enid didn’t talk about.

“It’s nice to see you too Mom. And you too Dad.”

You looked at the greying ginger man, who smiled at his daughter.

Enid grabbed your arm, “Dad, Mom. This is my boyfriend.”

Not even seconds after Enid’s full introduction of you, her Mom turned to you. “You’re not a werewolf.”

“Oh, um. No, I’m not.” You said, smile still on your face. 

The woman didn’t even try to hide her look of slight disappointment and disapproval. You cringed lightly, there was one parent that didn’t like you. You looked to Enid’s father whose eyes showed other feelings, almost apologetic. Then to Enid, her cheeks glowed in embarrassment.

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You had gotten a whisked away by your parents shortly after. They absolutely adored Enid and her energy. You talked about her to them often and she had already been invited to family gatherings, much to your blushing embarrassment. 

Your parents had taken you shopping and you had purchased a small necklace for Enid. It had her initial and was rose gold. Perfect. You were about to knock on her door when you heard sniffling. When you opened the door, you felt your heart break a little. On the floor we’re her boots and pink puffer vest, a few of the stuffed animals were flung from their place in her bed and a slightly shaking lump was under the pink blanket that you two often curled up under. You walked to her bed and sat down.

“It’s just me.” You fiddled with the box in your hands, “Do you want to talk about it?” 

The blanket moved as she raised up, eyes puffy and eye makeup dripping down her face. Your face softened as you pulled your sleeve to your hand as to pat her face dry. 

“It-Her! She hates me.” She cried out. You slowly pulled her into a hug.

“Honey, she doesn’t hate you. What did she say to you to make you think that?”

“She wants to send me to a summer camp! And no! It’s not a normal one, it’s conversation camp for werewolves! I wouldn’t be upset if it was normal one!”

She presses her face to you chest, crying harder now. You gently stroked her hair. “It’s alright, let it all out.” 

After a few moments, her shaking and  crying eased again. 

“Enid.”

She looked up at you, eyes glassy and wet, more threatening to fall. 

“You are so… perfect as you are. Like a wildflower. You bloom and blossom for yourself. When you’re ready, you will wolf out. If you never do, you will be alright because if anyone doesn’t give you the time of day simply because you are lacking something in their eyes, then they are not good enough for you.” 

She hugged you tightly, “Thank you.”

“It’s just the truth, honey.” 

[skylarinfinity]

*m/n stand beside wednesday while she watching enid and ajax from a far*

m/n: *nonchalantly* do you want to kill him? i help.

wednesday: *turn to look m/n* what?

m/n: you don't like ajax close with enid and i also don't like enid close with somebody else. so let's kill him than we make it look like it's accident.

wednesday: and why you help me again?

m/n: i like enid.

wednesday: i like enid too.... i kill you after ajax.

m/n: no need, we can love her together.

wednesday:....

wednesday: sure.

*m/n and wednesday shake hand as promised to love enid together.... well and to not kill eachother*

tags: @sonicqaulan

[youngjellyfishbasement]

lisa ✧ ENID SINCLAIR ✧ wednesday 2022 х blackpink

Enid Sinclair: This kitty is taking no prisoners. If Bianca Barclay wins again this year, I will literally scratch my own eyes out!

Wednesday Addams: I would pay money to see that.

[teaaagan]

Evil

Y/N: I have found a foolproof method to determine if someone is truly evil.

Wednesday: And that is?

Y/N: If they dislike Enid, they are evil.

Wednesday, nodding in agreement: Yeah, ok, that’s pretty sound logic.

[supercap2319]

Wednesday: “You sicken me, Y/N.”

Y/N: “Why’s that?”

Wednesday: “You have allowed yourself to be a pawn in the inconsequential high school social click. And it’s weakened you to show any affection to those great abominations over there. They’re an insult to abominations.” *looks at Tyler and Xavier*

Y/N: “Umm.... Wednesday? You’re literally holding Enid’s hand right now.”

Wednesday: “That is different.”

[r0b1ns]

WEDNESDAY - WAKING UP TOGETHER

X GN/MASC READER

Characters: Wednesday, Enid, Xavier, Tyler, bianca, ajax, Rowan

CW: none

WORD COUNT: 400+

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WEDNESDAY

She always wakes up before you

She'd be laying on your chest and admiring your resting face

The moment you start walking up she gets up to get ready, like nothing happened

You open your eyes and there's Wednesday, standing all ready and waiting for you to get ready

"finally, we're going to be late"

ENID

I think she has a sleeping problem

So she wakes up at 3:00AM and despite being tired she's always exited seeing you with her

In the actual morning you get up first and have to force her out of bed

It'll only work if you promise her iced coffee

She bolts up with a big smile and hugs you kissing your cheek

"I'll be ready in five🥰"

XAVIER

He wakes up just two minutes before you, staring at your peaceful face

When you open your eyes he pretends to be asleep

"I know you're awake Xavier, I've seen you close your eyes" "no I'm not, I'm sleeping, see?"

You both crack up laughing having a mini pillow fight before classes

You call him stupid and he pretends to be offended

TYLER

You wake up first

All that work at the cafe and sleepless nights drain him

He's laying on your chest, and you just play with his hair listening to him breath (not in a creepy way)

Eventually you have to wake him up so both of you won't be late to work/school

He wakes up easily and buries his face into your neck

"C'mon we need to get ready" "mmmhm"

BIANCA

You wake up early all the time

Leaving you with spare time to chat and lay on your bed for a few relaxing minutes

In that time she allows herself to be more human and be all cuddly and sweet

She doesn't want to get up but you both have to, so you (unwillingly) get up and start getting ready

"it's time bianca" "😒"

AJAX

You wake up confused

Ajax always ends up in a weird pose, leaving you to wonder if he's even alive and why is there a limb hugging your head

You have to fight for your life to go to the bathroom

After you finish you have two choices:

Get ready and not be late

Or go back and be trapped in his embrace leaving you unable to get ready and wake him up and than you're both late

"ajax let me goooooo WE'RE GOING TO BE LATE"

ROWAN

You both won't wake up until afternoon if Xavier doesn't shake you awake

You just like sleeping too much

So when you do wake up it's already late and you have to get ready in the speed of light

"why did you wake us up this early" (five minutes before classes)/"WHY DIDN'T YOU WAKE US UP WERE LATE" (two minutes before classes)

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!GIFS ARE NOT MINE!

[eddieboi23]

Fake blood?

Y/N: *gets a text* Oh! It’s Wednesday.

Enid, excitedly: Did she get me the stuff?

Y/N: Yeah, she said she got you the clown costume, the power drill, and 12 gallons of blood.

Enid: Wow! Where’d she find 12 gallons of fake blood?

Y/N: …..You wanted fake blood?

Enid:

Y/N: uhhh. I’ll go call Wednesday

[ornii]

In For A Penny

Enid: It’s always nice helping your brother after class in the Gym. I thought it was pretty simple but it got intense and I thought. Well in for a Penny, in for a pounding.

Wednesday: in for a pound.

Enid: Yeah, a pounding.. and I really was~

Wednesday: What?

Enid: What?

Wednesday: …You two disgust me

[erynaster]

Do you write for Enid? If so, may I request cuddling headcanons for Enid x Male! Reader?

Certainly! :>

~~

Warmth

Enid was, without question, the best at cuddling. Physical touch was one of her love languages, after all. With hugs being her customary greeting to those she cared about, it was only natural that that would carry over to her way of showing affection to her partner as well.

Enid loves being the little spoon. The feeling of being held is one she absolutely adores, when she could feel the safety of being in the arms of another.

That being said, she doesn't mind being the big spoon every now and then. Her hugs are the absolute best. The way she would caress you from behind, slipping her arms around your waist to pull you close, whispering sweet little nothings into your ear as she does... It was absolute paradise.

If you're the type who enjoys physical touch, then prepare yourself for "cuddle experiments", where you and Enid would try different cuddling positions and such, in an attempt to find the best position that works best for you.

If you're the type to shy away from physical touch/not used to physical intimacy, then never fear. Enid will respect your boundaries, taking things slow with you until you feel comfortable enough to be held in her arms.

She will also occasionally tickle you, which sometimes causes your cuddling sessions to escalate into tickle fights.

Enid loves your scent. She would go to great lengths to find an excuse to snuggle deeper into your chest, breathing deeply while mumbling little "I love yous" with every breathless sigh.

If you ever fall asleep during your cuddle sessions, Enid will run her fingers through your hair, humming softly as you drift off into unconsciousness.

If she falls asleep first, then prepare to be her own personal body pillow. Her vice-like grip will tighten around you, making all hope of escape impossible.

Not that you minded, of course.

In short, Enid is a cuddler by nature. It was one of the things you absolutely adore about her, especially since it was her own unique way of showing you that you were hers. For now and for all time.

[thisonewhocanbreathe]

𝗘𝗻𝗶𝗱 : *holding Y/N's hand over her stomach so they can feel the baby kick* Sorry this is taking so long, he kicked for everyone else...

𝗔𝗷𝗮𝘅 : It's hard for the little guy to perform under pressure.

𝗪𝗲𝗱𝗻𝗲𝘀𝗱𝗮𝘆 : Top ten things Ajax said on his wedding night.

𝗬/𝗡 : Woah! It was small, but I think I felt something!

𝗪𝗲𝗱𝗻𝗲𝘀𝗱𝗮𝘆 : Top ten things Enid said on her wedding night.

𝗘𝗻𝗶𝗱 : *laughs*

𝗔𝗷𝗮𝘅 : Stop laughing, Enid!

𝗪𝗲𝗱𝗻𝗲𝘀𝗱𝗮𝘆 : Top ten things Ajax said on his wedding night.

[unofficially-a-pterodactyl]

This Will Be The Day That I Die

Part 2 |

Pairings: Wednesday X Reader (Any gender)

Warnings: Suicide attempt, Mental health issues, depression, Wednesday being a psycho, crying, reader having bad parents.

Words: 900+

It was time for the results. You already knew you would fail again, but you couldn't this time, your parents think you are a disgrace. You wanted to slap the good results into their face but only if you got them. You had failed, again and again. Principal Weems was concerned. Maybe putting across this to your parents might help, but she doesn't know how they behave. Only if she knew.

You were waiting for your parents by the door to the Principal's office. Trying to control the tears, you looked above, to see them coming. It had felt like your death was near.

"What did you do this time?" Your father grabbed you by the chin and moved it to look straight into his eyes. "Do have anything else to do rather than just shaming us in front of the whole school?" He tried to clench his nails against your chin and neck but released it forcefully and scoffed. He opened the door to peacefully greet Weems, if anything your family was good at was being fake. "Good Morning Mr. and Mrs. Y/L/N. Please grab a seat" Weems smiled and looked at you, her smile disappeared when she saw you, not because of your horrible results but because of how you looked. You had dark circles underneath your eyes. You just happened to look very weak for an outcast who is a vampire.

As you stood beside your mother, Weems had given your father a report of your results. "I'm concerned about Y/N, their results have been dropping since last semester. Is everything okay with her?" Weems with care in her eyes looked at you, but you were trying to hide your face by looking down to the floor. Oh good it will be, the cold harsh floor mixed with hot red blood. The fact that it sounds like an irony, but it's not.

Your father had laughed it off, he had already hated the fact that your mental health was awful, and now people suspecting it will make him just angrier. He didn't want it getting out. "There is nothing wrong with them, okay? They just don't study."

"I might agree but I have seen Y/N trying hard enough, I was just concerned that it might be some environmental factors or even the condition of her in your house." Weems had put across a valid point but your father was a rigid piece.

"YOU THINK Y/N IS NOT BEING TREATED GOOD??!" He shouted your mother trying to stop him, it all depends on their reputation after all.

"I didn't mea-"

"YOU CERTAINLY DID, WE'RE DONE HERE" He got up and your mother grabbed your wrist and followed your father out of her room.

She released it forcefully and turned to look at you, "You can't do anything right, can you?"

"I wish you would have died the day you were born" Your father clenched his fist. "whatever, lets just leave, she's a shame on our family."

"I'm sorry please" you cried as they left. Your body had felt so heavy, that you fell on your knees and whined. Your chest was stinging. You saw them leave, again.

You wish they stayed, but they never did. You wish they could have understood you, they never did.

You felt a cold hand on your shoulder, you wiped your tears and looked above. Finding Addams.

"What?" your hoarse voice had said in very not polite way.

"Comforting people is not really my forte but, I suppose being a killer is better than being a cry baby" For first time, her voice didn't sound so rude as it did before.

"What do you mean?" You stood and looked straight into her eyes with a confused expression.

"I think you should not let them have the peace of you struggling. I can help you with that if you want." She smirked.

"God, Wednesday are you kidding me?" You rolled your eyes and left for your dorm.

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How good it will be, to see the hot blood spilled on the cold concrete floor. It was over for you. You handled it for so long now you have to burst out. Silently.

It's said that truth hits you hard but reality waits for you until you're ready to accept it. Then it hits like an irony of emotions. Peace yet a piece of confusion in your heart that wants to rest. Supplying blood for a long time isn't really easy, you know.

As you enjoyed 'American Pie' for one last time, reciting the lyrics "This will be the day that I die." A smile appeared on your face. Just imagine how your rested body will feel, free of the world.

As the song was in its last verse, you picked up a blade near your wrist, ready. You relived the memories you made, with Enid, Yoko, and Bianca. Sometimes even Weems, then the new goth girl. Wednesday.

You think about Wednesday, remembering what she said to you. She might have been right. Dying is boring, but taking revenge on the people is adventurous. You throw away the blade and run away. Never to be found again.

She should be right.

They were singin', Bye bye, Miss American Pie

Drove my chevy to the levee but the levee was dry

Them good ol' boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye

Singing, "this will be the day that I die"

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Part 2?

[skylarinfinity]

*enid transform into werewolf*

m/n: *gasped and using baby voice* it's that my wittle werewolf!

*werewolf enid get closer to m/n*

m/n: *pats werewolf enid head* look how cute you are! yes, yes you the cutest baby werewolf ever. my baby werewolf *hug enid close to him*

*wednesday watching this unfold*

wednesday: *disgusted* what the fu-

tags: @sonicqaulan

[livingdreams97]

Wednesday Addams -- "The wolf in my bed" (Part 3)

Wednesday Addams x Male reader/oc

Summary: The new girl at Nevermore Academy is forced to live with a person who is the complete opposite of herself. But what will happen when the brother of said roommate has a personality similar to Wednesday's?

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Wednesday POV

My research on the monster was progressing, but it was not doing so at the expected speed and every time I managed to advance one step, I was forced to take two steps back.

I don't know how he does it, but it's like the monster knows every move I'm going to make and I don't like that at all.

For example, the homeless man who lived in the old meeting house; who was murdered two nights ago. The monster sees me in the ruins and that same night kills the person who lived in that same place?

It's not a coincidence.

But thanks to that event, I got all the information about the bodies in the morgue and I have deciphered a pattern. It's subtle, but reading the reports and seeing the photos of the bodies it's easy to decipher.

Each victim has had a part of their bodies removed. The first victim was missing a kidney, the second a finger, the third his gallbladder and the homeless man from the meeting house two toes.

I don't know why the murderer needs these parts, but I plan to find out.

Thornhill 's class is anything but new information, since everything she is saying about orchids and their pollination is something I learned when I was 9 years old.

I hear a complaining sound from my left, causing me to look towards the person sitting next to me through my peripheral vision and seeing the school artist.

Xabier: I hurt my back fencing.- he excuses himself quickly without me asking him.

Mrs.Thornhill: The orchid produces pheromones that imitate a female insect, thus attracting males.- continues with her explanation. -Once the plant is pollinated, what do the male insects get in return?- questions waiting for the answer from one of the students.

Bianca: Nothing. - she answers before anyone else. -Like all the boys at the dance.- she finishes amusingly, causing most of the students to laugh at it.

Mrs.Thornhill: Okay, okay.- she says to get the attention of all the students. -I know you're all looking forward to Saturday, that's why I'm not going to send you homework.- she informs us, causing a small celebration on the part of the rest. -But I'm going to need volunteers for the decoration committee, anyone interested can come see me.- she says with a smile ending the class.

As soon as class ends, everyone gets up from their seats and immediately starts talking to each other.

Xavier: What? Aren't you going to participate? - he asks me directly. -Don't you like disco balls and surprise punch? - he asks with some sarcasm. -There will even be a DJ, Mc Blood Suckaz - comments with some amusement .

Wednesday: I prefer to stick needles in my eyes.- I respond immediately. -Although maybe I will do it anyway.- I comment casually, knowing that I would prefer it a thousand times over going to the dance.

Xabier: Invite someone to have a little fun.- he says bending down to put the book in his backpack and that's when I see it.

On the right side of his neck, which was being hidden by his shirt and jacket; three scratches. That has not been done in fencing.

I get up from my chair, deciding to follow my classmate and try to find out how those injuries could have been caused. He's hiding something and I plan to find out what he's hiding at all costs.

POV You

I grunt tiredly, hiding my face in my arms and resting on one of the tables in the square. This is getting repetitive too fast.

Enid: Do you want to stop growling, you're exaggerating.- she assures me, hitting my arm.

Y/n: Then stop asking me the same thing fifty times.- I growl again, raising my head from my arms and giving her a dirty look.

Enid: I haven't asked you more than 3 times! - she exclaims in defense and I look at her, raising an eyebrow.

Y/n: Three times in the last five minutes.- I point out. -But you've been asking me the same thing for five days.- I remind her breathing deeply, not wanting to lose the little patience I have left.

Enid: I'll stop asking you when you do it.- she assures me, crossing her arms and with a smile full of superiority.

Y/n: And why do you want me to ask Wednesday if she wants to go to the dance with me? - I asked her confused with the reason behind her insistence. -What do you get out of all this? - I say without understanding anything.

Enid: Because you would be a perfect couple and because unlike you, I would love for my best friend and brother to be together. - She answers with a huge smile.

Y/n: Three things- I list with my fingers. -First, what makes you think that Wednesday of all people wants to go to the dance, this being an unnecessary social event for her?- I ask, raising a finger. -Second, at what point has your mind thought that your best friend wants to be in a romantic relationship with someone, when she almost didn´t agree to be your friend?- I raise the second finger.

Enid: Because I know... - she starts in her defense but I tell her to shut up.

Y/n: I'm talking.- I remember, looking straight into her eyes. -And third, haven't you learned from what Ajax did to you?- I ask her with some anger in my voice, but my anger is not directed at her.

Because even with all my warnings not to go out with any of my friends, she asked Ajax on a date and he stood her up. The worst thing of all is that my best friend doesn't want to tell me why he stood her up and I haven't spoken to him in several days because of that.

No one plays with my sister's feelings, and Ajax 's black eye is an example of the consequences of that.

Enid: You didn't need to say the last point.- she growls at me angrily and with a certain gleam of pain in her eyes. -But whether you want to listen to me or not, there is something between you two and you can't deny it.- he assures me, looking me directly in the eyes.

Y/n: Well, look how I deny it.- I say with a false smile. -There is nothing between Wednesday and me.- I assure seriously.

Enid: You don't even believe that yourself.- she snorts, shaking her head. -It took her a month to let me hold her arm and you slept in her bed the first week, plus I can see the looks you give each other.- She points her finger at me accusingly.

Y/n: What looks are you talking about? - I ask, completely confused with what my sister means.

Enid: Oh please, the looks you give each other every time the other isn't looking and the intense but strange way of flirting you have.- she comments with exasperation.

Y/n: I don't flirt, I just have fun getting on Wednesday 's nerves.- I shrug with an amused smile.

Enid: That's called flirting.- she assures me as if it were obvious. -And don't deny it because you know we can spend the whole day like this.- she points her finger at me again so I can close my mouth. -So are you going to ask her to go to the dance with you or not? - she asks again with a big smile.

Y/n: I'll think about it.- I accept tiredly. -But you promise me that if I do, you won't bother me anymore with the looks that you say we give each other and the supposed flirtation.- I stretch my hand towards her, watching her bite her lip and think carefully about whether to accept or not.

I can see the internal struggle she is having in her head through her eyes and every slightest gesture on her face. I just wait in silence and keeping my hand outstretched.

Enid: I promise.- she growls after a while, accepting my hand. -But only if you ask, otherwise I can continue bothering you.- she says with a smile, shaking our hands energetically.

Y/n: Whatever. - I deny amused by her attitude and getting up from the bench.

Enid: Where are you going? - She asks me confused when I let go of our hands.

Y/n: I have homework to do.- I respond, raising my shoulders.

Enid: But Professor Thornhill hasn't sent us anything.- She remembers me confused.

Y/n: Do you only have botany class? - I ask amused by the look f confusion on her face. -I'm leaving.- I say goodbye, entering the school hallways.

I walk towards my room, thinking about what my sister told me and as if on cue I see the person we were talking about.

Y/n: Wednesday! - I exclaimed, calling her and running to catch up with her. -How are you going with the investigation?- I ask her when I get to her side.

Wednesday: Good.- she nods her head, continuing walking. -I have new clues and I have discovered something about the deaths.- she tells me and I walk next to her.

Y/n: Do the dates or the shape of the wounds form some pattern?- I ask interested.

Wednesday: No. - she denies in response and doesn't say anything else.

She continues walking in the direction of Ophelia Hall, so I understand that she doesn't want to continue talking and I decide to stop walking. I watch her walk away and turn around to resume my walk to my room.

Wednesday: Where are you going? - I hear her question from behind me so I turn around seeing her with her arms crossed and one eyebrow raised.

Y/n: To my room.- I respond confused. -I thought that since you haven't continued talking and haven't stopped walking, you wanted me to leave you alone.- I explain simply.

Wednesday: At any other time you would be correct about the message of my actions, but this is not the case.- she assures me with her monotonous tone of voice. -Now follow me.- she practically orders me, turning around and resuming her walk towards her room.

I quickly look around, making sure no one is around and run again to catch up with her.

We do the rest of the way to the room she shares with my sister in complete silence. Once inside the room, she walks over to a cork board and looks over her shoulder at me.

I approach, looking at the board and appreciating the reports and photos of what I assume are the victims of the monster.

Wednesday: There have been a total of four murders, but none of them are related to each other other than by the monster that killed them. - she explains to me, pointing to the files of the victims . -The attacks have happened on random days, there is no pattern regarding a specific number of days between one murder and another, nor any lunar phase or anything like that. - she continues explaining to me and I see each date of the murders on each victim.

Y/n: That means that wolves, for example, are ruled out since all the murders would had to be during the full moon. - I comment, reading the forensic file of the second victim.

Wednesday: Exactly, although it is clear that there are some wolves that do not need the full moon to transform. - she comments with a knowledge that I did not know she had. - You, for example. - she points her finger at me.

Y/n: How do you know that? - I ask confused, since not many people know it and it´s better to keep it that way.

Since it is very rare that a werewolf can make a complete transformation at any time, without the need for a full moon and it is something that must be kept secret.

It is very dangerous for it to be known, since it would be a perfect excuse for the normies to blame us for any crime like this and also such information can be dangerous in the hands of another supernatural being .

Wednesday: Enid.- responds simply.

Y/n: Of course.- I growl, annoyed with my sister, since she knows she can't tell anyone.

Wednesday: But it is clear that it is not a werewolf, since the claw wounds that the victims present are more spacious than those of a werewolf. - she explains to me, pointing to an abdomen, or what remains of it . -But I have noticed that in each victim, the murderer has extracted a part of their bodies and that none of them match.- she explains to me.

Y/n: You mean, the killer has taken a part of each victim 's body? - I asked confused. -As a type of amulet or reminder?- I question looking at the girl next to me, who is with her arms crossed.

Wednesday: It seems that way, but I still don't know the exact reason. - she answers me simply.

Y/n: I may not be right.- I comment thoughtfully. -But don't serial killers usually take the same thing from all their victims? - I ask without stopping looking at the photos.

Wednesday: Not always, most prefer to take any of the victim 's personal belongings. But when it's a part of the body, it varies depending on the murderer. - She explains to me and I nod, looking at her when I hear the sound of a piece of paper.

Y/n: What is that? - I ask her when I see how she takes out some pages from inside her school jacket.

Wednesday: Some very realistic and detailed drawings that I have gotten of our monster. - she responds, hanging the two drawings on the board.

Y/n: Where did you get them from? - I ask looking at said drawings.

Wednesday: From Xabier's hut.- she answers and I look at her quickly.

Y/n: He painted this? - I ask her without stopping to look at her and blindly pointing at the drawings.

She just makes a sound of confirmation, tearing her gaze from mine and moving it to my friend's sketches.

I imitate her action, returning my gaze to the paintings and paying attention to every detail of the monster.

I know that many times Xabier has very realistic lucid dreams that he then draws. But dreams are usually related to things he has seen or knows. Which would mean that he has somehow seen the monster.

Y/n: Do you think he has something to do with the monster?- I ask her in a low voice, not knowing if I want to know the answer.

Wednesday: It is possible.- it confirms my fears. -Today he had a fairly large scratch on his neck and was acting a bit suspicious. In addition to the fact that those were not the only drawings, wherever you looked, the monster's face was everywhere in that hut. - she tells me and I sigh without wanting to continue with the topic.

I decide to take a couple of steps back, moving away from the board a little and trying to think of something else.

Y/n: Hey Wednesday.- I caught her attention, causing her to look at me instead of the board. -Would you like to go with me to the Raven on Saturday?- I ask her the first thing that comes to mind unconsciously to change the topic.

I open my eyes realizing what I've said and my heartbeat skyrockets. I can see that her eyes have also opened in surprise, but they have barely opened two millimeters and if I wasn't staring at her I wouldn't have noticed.

The air in the room becomes very heavy, due to the silence and lack of response from the black-haired girl. I swallow heavily, feeling my body temperature rise and my heart beat in my throat.

Wednesday: No. - responds monotonously and for some reason that I don't understand, I feel disappointment invade my body and a phantom weight in my heart, as if I had stones in it.

Y/n: I know that you are not the type of person who enjoys unnecessary social events like dancing and that you prefer to stay in your room writing your novel. - I explained quickly without thinking. -But I wanted to ask you just in case.- I lift my shoulders, feigning indifference.

Wednesday: I don't reject you for that reason.- she assures me and I look at her confused. -It's because I've already asked someone and that person has accepted.- she tells me with the same monotony as always.

I think since I've known her, it's the first time I hate how monotonous her voice is and how impassive her face is. Because for once, I would like her to express a minimum of feelings with her features so I can at least know what she thinks.

Y/n: Oh.- I murmur a few seconds after her response and processing the information she has given me.

She doesn't say anything, she just watches me in complete silence and for the first time, it makes me uncomfortable.

Never before had I felt so watched by her and so uncomfortable and embarrassed in her presence. I don't want to continue feeling her gaze on me, trying to read me, much less for her to realize that this rejection has somehow caused something in me.

Y/n: I think I've bothered you enough.- I clear my throat, taking a step back. -I have things to do.- I excuse myself, pointing to the door and walking towards it.

Wednesday looks at me, nodding and turning her attention back to the board.

I take advantage of the fact that her back is turned to flee from the room and walk towards mine, feeling the disappointment latent within me.

These feelings are the reason why I didn't want to ask her to go to the dance in the first place. I knew she was going to say no and that I would feel bad, but I didn't think will fell this bad.

I thought it would be like that day in the ruins, when Xabier appeared and they both ignored my existence, as if I were not by their side. I thought I would feel a certain heaviness for her failure to acknowledge my existence and anger for having her full attention on Xabier instead of me.

But it has not been that way. I know that what I felt the other time was jealousy and I still don't really understand why.

Although this time it wasn't jealousy, it was as if they were piercing my chest and squeezing my heart, preventing it from pumping blood to the rest of my body.

The worst thing of all is that she has asked someone to go to the dance, it was not another boy who asked her and for some strange reason she has been forced to accept. 

No. 

She was the one who asked someone to go to the dance with her and I didn't see her very upset about it when she told me.

On the other hand, how can I know what she feels if she never shows it.

Wednesday POV

After the strange interaction with Y/n and my refusal of his invitation to the Raven, he excuses himself and I am left alone in my room.

I don't spend much time alone before my extravagant roommate walks into our room and looks at me with a slightly disturbing smile.

Enid: I've seen my brother walk away from Ophelia Hall.- she comments in a sing-song voice, causing me to look at her seriously.

Wednesday: I have shared with him the progress of my research.- I respond walking towards her.

Enid: And you have only talked about the investigation? - she asks with some emotion to which I cannot find an obvious origin.

Wednesday: Yes.- I agree emphatically. -But I need your worldly wisdom for a last minute situation that has arisen.- I say, maintaining my usual seriousness and impassiveness, but without knowing very well what I have to do.

Enid: Okay? - nods with some insecurity.

Wednesday: What are the steps to follow to attend a social event like the Raven? - I ask, maintaining my position and avoiding reacting to the inhuman scream that my roommate lets out.

Enid: Oh my goodness! Wednesday Addams is going to the dance! - she exclaims, jumping on the spot and with a somewhat high-pitched voice. -Do you know what you need? - she asks me excitedly.

Wednesday: A shot to the head? - I ask sincerely.

Enid: A dress! - she exclaims full of emotion.

Wednesday: I already have one.- I assure her without reacting to her emotion.

Enid: Is it the one you showed up here with? - she asks with some fear on her face. -It was an abomination for fashion that not even I could resurrect.- she assures me. -Thing, help me.- she says to the hand on my right.

He responds with a thumbs up, implying that he agrees with her and that I cannot wear the dress in which I arrived at Nevermore .

Enid: You need something that says: First date, get out of the way bitches! - she exclaims with too much energy. -Besides, being Y/n's sister, I can help you better.- she assures me with an even bigger smile than the one he had before.

Wednesday: What does your brother have to do with all this?- I ask normally and with some confusion at the mention of the boy.

Enid: Aren't you going to the dance with him?- she asks, erasing the smile from her face and frowning in confusion .

Wednesday: No. - I deny immediately. -I'm going with Xabier, for reasons that aren't important right now.- I explain and I see how her face contorts in a similar way to her brother's when I rejected his invitation to the dance.

Although the expression on my roommate's face is lighter and she doesn't have the lost look like her brother has had for a few moments.

In addition, the range of emotions that her face shows is not exactly the same and there is a difference between the emotions of confusion, some sadness and perhaps guilt that Enid reflects, which are easy to decipher.

His brother's were more difficult, since I had only been able to clearly see the gesture of disappointment and the emotion of pain he made for a second.

But otherwise I can't say exactly what emotions he felt, much less the reasons why he felt them.

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